So I’ve been having this issue or fight with my mom since the day I told her I was getting married. It’s my wedding, not her’s. But for some reason she thinks that she can plan every little detail and invite whomever she desires. For instance, she thinks that by having a larger cake it will look nicer in the photographs. Ok, I concede, but a cake that will feed twice the number of people attending, well that’s just ridiculous. Especially when she thinks it’s alright to have some drive us off in a rental car rather than spending that extra money from the cake on a limo. Or a candy table. She wants a table for people be able to make their own bags of candy. Um, aren’t we spending all this money on the catering and the huge cake so they’ll be fed? Why do we need to give them more food. Another example would be the fact that she thinks I need to invite all of these extra people because their important in so-and-so’s life so they should be there for you. Right… We’ll see how this week goes, but as more time passes the more I wish I eloped. Because it’s not my wedding, it’s her’s!

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